The first description of every female character highlights her boobs and hips. The main male character was totally in love with the main female character for years. Within the span of four sentences he went from being jealous because she has the hots for another guy to deciding he’s over her to being dopey-eyed over the other female character who apparently (though nothing was even hinted previously) has decided she is in lust with him to losing the ability to think because she (the new girl) kissed him. There’s some potentially interesting story happening, but the prose is weak and not captivating enough to make me want to put up with the obsession with breasts and hips and unconvincing chemistry between these characters.
For reference, I adore the Bobiverse, Expeditionary Force, and all things Andy Weir.